Everyday day they say the same thing to each other,

"Hey you, yes you"

Like identical twins it's hard to know the difference,

When they are together.

They move one in forn the other.

And every time it's the same,

For they are close as they can be.

Some even compare them to the thunder.

But who cares how they feel, or whether,

They are close or apart.

For it's more about their size, 

And when they part, they give pleasure.

My thighs they touch, they are a plural not a singular,

They kiss and make up all the time,

They have no gap or space,

They never leave without each other.